It's the holiday season, and everyone at the banks was singing out my favorite carols.

"45000--23100--34500--9000!!!", "1400 54300 6000 32600 43500", and of course, the ever popular "24000 24000 24000 24000 24000.....(and so forth)"

One fellow was singing a different tune, though. He was advertising a green tunic on sale for the low, low price of 9k. Being a wily negotiator, I disguised my interest and countered with an offer of "You've got to be fucking kidding me!"

"8k" He offered, and I again countered with a "Sorry, I'm outta here"

"7k" He shouted, and I knew I had him where I wanted him. "I'd consider paying 6.5k" I said, but I didn't realize how shrewd this fellow could be.

"7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k7k" he insisted, but I stood firm, and our deal was struck. 6.5k for his green tunic, to be exchanged at the Ironwood inn in Vesper. Ok, I said. I'll meet you there as Thumper McNutsac (my junior PK, juvenile but clever, in my opinion). He told me he'd be there as his current character. I hit my allnames macro, and saw he was known to all as "da BIG PIMP", so I was very proud of myself for having negotiated such a good bargain with not just a BIG PIMP, but *da* BIG PIMP.

Anyhow, skip forward in time a few minutes, and I'm at the Ironwood Inn with my 6.5k, and in strolls da BIG PIMP. Ok, I said, here's the 6.5k as I put it into a trade window.

"No, 7k". I should have known that *da* BIG PIMP was not so easily outsmarted.... However, I took stock of the situation, and came up with a delightful alternative. Seeing that da BIG PIMP was clad in only a deathrobe and orc helm (I shit you not, he was dressed like the consummate newbie) and wielded just a dagger.

"Ok, I said, 7k. Walk with me to the Minoc bank." (now everyone should see where this is heading)

So we were off, and I was looking for the perfect bottleneck to pin da BIG PIMP into. Once I felt we were a fair distance away from guard intrusion, I lured him into a grove of trees and began laying the smack down. Being limited in regs, I paralyzed him, then went at him with my mighty warhammer. He went into a panic, started trying to run into some brambles, started saying "6k6k6k6k", and then just fell down in a heap.

So I lifted the tunic (which was all I wanted), and bid him adieu with a jolly "SEASONS BEATINGS, ASSHOLE".

Later, I sold the tunic for 9k. Probably could have held it and made more money, but I have 2 more in the bank. =]